Catch Up

Yeah

Yeah

I’m humbled a bit 

It’s smelling like smoke 

I’m driving around 

It’s making me sick 

The stress that I hold

I gather my thoughts 

I know who I missed 

It’s making me pissed 

I bunch up my fist 

I hate when I’m home 

I’d rather be missed 

I’d rather desist 

On my life that’s a low blow 

Feds on the streets they be lurking 

That’s a no go 

Friends on my line they be tripping 

Can yawl slow down 

Sis getting punched from my dad 

Make her face frown

I don’t support any violence 

I hate when I see all the woes from my bros 

I hear it throughout all the shows

They act like they know how this goes 

I hate when you act like you know 

Then blow up my phone cuz you broke 

They acting like they really woke 

All that trash you believe is a joke 

They hate when I’m gone 

Whenever I’m home I’m calling up Von 

I catch up the info bout life when I’m gone 

It’s funny how life switches up when you gone 

With all of the info I hear

I think in my room in the early of noon

Decisions I made 

I wonder if I made it back home too soon 

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

And you know my ways

And you know my ways

Look

Gloomy gloomy day in America 

My folks in London question where I’ve been 

Chaos on the news 

Family getting sick

A dollar to my name

The job ain’t worth the same

I wonder instead if it’s you to blame

You swear you legit but you just complain

We all the same color when the lights out 

Speak up my **** we don’t pipe down 

They matching the streets toward downtown 

I’m neutral I see it on both sides 

I don’t be talking a lot 

I just be watching and looking 

Whenever I’m here I prefer to go weep a lot 

A funeral I’d rather be 

Together we stand and agree 

I’m tired of lies and debris 

I want to be there for the youth 

But most of youth can’t agree 

I know that the baggage is huge 

It reveals all its ways in defeat 

The sun rise we rise high 

We stick tight 

My friend died 

I tear up when she give the rolled eye 

I know it ain’t right